Judge, 1893-09-30 · page 10 of 16
Judge — September 30, 1893 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page contains several short humorous pieces typical of Judge's satirical format: **"Pillee-Willee-Winkum-Boom"** is a complaint-song about a neighbor's German brass band playing the same irritating tune repeatedly. The satire targets German immigrants and stereotypes them as musically incompetent and culturally annoying—reflecting late 19th-century American prejudice against German communities. **"A Mistake"** and **"Too Late"** are brief romantic comedies about confused identities and missed social calls—lighthearted domestic humor requiring no historical context. **"Led Astray"** and **"Told by J. Sterling Morton"** are anecdotal jokes. Morton was a prominent Nebraskan figure, lending prestige to his attributed humor. **"Comes High"** depicts a child negotiating with his mother over extracting a tooth—playing on children's resistance to dental work. **"A Receipted Bill"** shows a cow repeatedly trying to eat from a pie dish—a visual gag requiring no explanation. The page reflects Judge's mix of immigrant satire, domestic humor, and visual comedy.
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\ A street close by, ina building high, A cozy place i rent ; Tis a snug retreat,'tis furnished neat, And I shoul! be content ; But near at hand a German band Has lately hired a room, And all I hear is, ** Um-fa-larum ! Tillee-willee-winkum-boom ! ** Wow-wow-wow ! Ra-ta-ta-ta-zoom ! Umefa-larum, um-fa-larum Villee.willee-winkum-boom !" The piccolo squeaks, the cornet shrieks, ‘The bass.drum falls in line, And then the flute with a root-toot-toot ! ‘They've got the tune down fine. ‘The trombone’s blare, the rattling snare, ‘The cymbals then resum: All join in on ** Um-fa-larun To put it mild it sets me wild Whene’er that tune they play. “Tis all they know, they pound and blow. It floats up to my room— That everlasting * Um-fa-larum ! Pillee-willee-winkum-boom ! ** Wow-wow-wow ! Um-fa-larum, um-fa-larum ! Pillee-wi.lee-winkum-boom !* And high or low, where'er I go, "Lis whistled in my ear ; T'ye tried my best, I cannot rest, My head is feeling queer. L really think I'll take to drink, "Twill drive me to my tomb; My dead march will be * Um-fa-larum ! Villee-willee-winkum-boom ! © Wow-wow. Ka-ta-ta A MISTAKE, S6\JHAT? Engaged to Miss Budd? Ww Why, I thought Miss Willoughby was the incarnation of your ideal.” imply another case of mis- taken identity TOO LATE, Featherstone—" \ have called on Miss Palisade several times lately, but I have in- ply found her not at home.” You don’t get there early You should call before I do.” ‘tug > Wl hes, mn Pillee-willee-winkum-boom ! Wow-wow-wow ! Ra-ta-ta-ta-zoom ! Um. fa-larum, um-fa-larum ! Pillee-willee-winkum-boom.” GEORGE Ww. GALE rere, NOT SMART. “1 think dot boy Isadore of mine is a fool.” *Vhy, I thot he vas smard.” What it is? Smard? Vhy, I gives him ten thousand dollars to start in the glothing pusiness and he goes to Omaha and rents a store in a fire-proof building.” LED ASTRAY. ++} JOW did it come that you lost your way so often in the world’s- fair grounds >" “Why, man, I had studied up the official guide.” TOLD BY J. STERLING MORTON. The good pastor —"\ noticed that you looked pleased when I denounced certain members of our congregation for visiting bad places, deacon, but I could not understand why you threw up your hand in such a peculiar way and slapped your knee."” The deacon —" Oh, that was be- cause you reminded me of where I left my umbrella.” COMES HIGH. Mamma —" Jobnny, if you'll have that tooth out I'll coax your father to le. Not much! Not for any steel-ribbed thing you can't kick spurs into. I don’t part with that tooth for nothin’ less ‘na meat pony, an’ a stepper at that.” Vi af [ie aD Mil, 5! ! A RECEIPTED “BILL, comicbooks.com ~— + , FATEe, AAECTAL DOLIcCU